Disaster of an overnight

[mike carey]

5 hours ago, BenjaminNicholas said:

My reply wasn't a overt slight, but it did have delicate hints of smart-ass 

Delicate? Oh, yes, delicate, that's it!

[+ glutes]

On 7/23/2023 at 7:17 AM, Coolwave35 said:

 I picked him up and he was filthy from working and had no clothes. 

Thoughts? 

C'ya later Mr. Provider.

And where is Kris Parr?

[+ purplekow]

Frankly, I think my fellow forum members have been extremely delicate with you.  You agreed to meet a guy with whom you have had previous issues.  You buy him clothes because you think he is handsome.  You believe that some new duds are just what he needs to make this a perfect evening for you.  He spins and twirls in his new clothes and you break out the credit card.   Now dressed appropriately to go to a "dive bar", you are surprised that he selects out the only black TV reality celebrity there to hook him up with cocaine.  The reality star, then warns you against guys like this and their penchant to be users, and then suddenly Mr. Survivor has a sufficient supply of cocaine to satisfy your guests desire.  A quick trip home leads to more shopping, this time for men for a party.  Once you have selected out your guests, you add another less attractive guest so you will not feel out of place with all the pretty people.  Problem is, your "normal" friend is a closeted party freak and gets all into the well of cocaine and associated alcohol and of course the pretty boys.  The house starts to get a bit rambunctious.  That comes as a surprise to you despite inviting a large number of men you do not know to your home at 11:45 PM to have a party.  Your boorish friend/fb and your initial guest make the party a fiasco and people start to leave.  One can only wonder what they had to do bad enough to frighten off people who had come out to party at a stranger's house and who had arrived and what sounds to be an opulent house filled with hot men and drugs.  Even though your party is quickly failing, you, ever the good host, wish the guests well as they leave, presumably with a nice parting gift, or perhaps not.  You then lock yourself in your bedroom breathing heavily as the remnants of the party slowly crumble until there is one, guest left, drunk drugged out and in a new set of clothing, who decides he wants to cuddle.  Petulantly, you refuse and he begs.  That I would guess is when you really start to get off on all of this.  He heads to the guest bedroom and stays there.  Surprisingly, you stay in your room rather than forgivingly cuddling him through his drug and alcohol fueled night sweats, and in the morning, you are surprised the hung over guest is sleeping late and confused about the events of the night before.  Fortunately you are saved by an unexpected call from yet another acquaintance. 

Your question is then, how much did the first guest deserve to be paid for all of this.   

In a later post, you confess to realizing that you could have stopped this at any point but choose not to do so because, hey he looks so cute in those new clothes and you want him to like you as much as the Academy likes Sally Field.  That would be "Really like,...  Really really like".  

What strikes me as the most interesting touches to all this are the responses to your post.  One response from someone who can only see potential in this man, suggests you mentor this young man.  I am not sure what you would be mentoring him about but the preposterousness of that suggestion is surpassed by your response which states that you have no need to mentor this young man as you already have two other young men you are paying a total of $300000 a year to work on investments and real estate development.  Perhaps these gentlemen are a wise investment but the way you phrased it, it left me wondering.  

In conclusion, you give him $300 and thank him for playing your game.  He gets to keep the wardrobe and presumably the cocaine hook up with the realty star.  After all this, frankly, to me you come off as foolish, insecure and surprisingly cheap.  I would agree with you, it was not your finest moment.  Learn something from this and be better.  It seems you have the skills to make an opulent life, use them to make it one in which you are not lying face down on a bed wearing a poodle skirt and alternately beating your legs into the mattress like Gidget..  

 

Edited July 26, 2023 by purplekow

[+ BenjaminNicholas]

16 minutes ago, purplekow said:

Frankly, I think my fellow forum members have been extremely delicate with you.  You agreed to meet a guy with whom you have had previous issues.  You buy him clothes because you think he is handsome.  You believe that some new duds are just what he needs to make this a perfect evening for you.  He spins and twirls in his new clothes and you break out the credit card.   Now dressed appropriately to go to a "dive bar", you are surprised that he selects out the only black TV reality celebrity there to hook him up with cocaine.  The reality star, then warns you against guys like this and their penchant to be users, and then suddenly Mr. Survivor has a sufficient supply of cocaine to satisfy your guests desire.  A quick trip home leads to more shopping, this time for men for a party.  Once you have selected out your guests, you add another less attractive guest so you will not feel out of place with all the pretty people.  Problem is, your "normal" friend is a closeted party freak and gets all into the well of cocaine and associated alcohol and of course the pretty boys.  The house starts to get a bit rambunctious.  That comes as a surprise to you despite inviting a large number of men you do not know to your home at 11:45 PM to have a party.  Your boorish friend/fb and your initial guest make the party a fiasco and people start to leave.  One can only wonder what they had to do bad enough to frighten off people who had come out to party at a stranger's house and who had arrived and what sounds to be an opulent house filled with hot men and drugs.  Even though your party is quickly failing, you, ever the good host, wish the guests well as they leave, presumably with a nice parting gift, or perhaps not.  You then lock yourself in your bedroom breathing heavily as the remnants of the party slowly crumble until there is one, guest left, drunk drugged out and in a new set of clothing, who decides he wants to cuddle.  Petulantly, you refuse and he begs.  That I would guess is when you really start to get off on all of this.  He heads to the guest bedroom and stays there.  Surprisingly, you stay in your room rather than forgivingly cuddling him through his drug and alcohol fueled night sweats, and in the morning, you are surprised the hung over guest is sleeping late and confused about the events of the night before.  Fortunately you are saved by an unexpected call from yet another acquaintance. 

Your question is then, how much did the first guest deserve to be paid for all of this.   

In a later post, you confess to realizing that you could have stopped this at any point but choose not to do so because, hey he looks so cute in those new clothes and you want him to like you as much as the Academy likes Sally Field.  That would be "Really like,...  Really really like".  

What strikes me as the most interesting touches to all this are the responses to your post.  One response from someone who can only see potential in this man, suggests you mentor this young man.  I am not sure what you would be mentoring him about but the preposterousness of that suggestion is surpassed by your response which states that you have no need to mentor this young man as you already have two other young men you are paying a total of $300000 a year to work on investments and real estate development.  Perhaps these gentlemen are a wise investment but the way you phrased it, it left me wondering.  

In conclusion, you give him $300 and thank him for playing your game.  He gets to keep the wardrobe and presumably the cocaine hook up with the realty star.  After all this, frankly, to me you come off as foolish, insecure and surprisingly cheap.  I would agree with you, it was not your finest moment.  Learn something from this and be better.  It seems you have the skills to make an opulent life, use them to make it one in which you are not lying face down on a bed wearing a poodle skirt and alternately beating your legs into the mattress like Gidget..  

 

This was a spot-on, blunt observation...  Often my favorite kind.

However, I was really hoping the original story would turn out like a sluttier version of My Fair Lady, where Eliza not only learns to speak properly and converse about the weather, but to also be fully versatile in a gang-bang situation.

 

[Xavitv]

35 minutes ago, purplekow said:

Frankly, I think my fellow forum members have been extremely delicate with you.  You agreed to meet a guy with whom you have had previous issues.  You buy him clothes because you think he is handsome.  You believe that some new duds are just what he needs to make this a perfect evening for you.  He spins and twirls in his new clothes and you break out the credit card.   Now dressed appropriately to go to a "dive bar", you are surprised that he selects out the only black TV reality celebrity there to hook him up with cocaine.  The reality star, then warns you against guys like this and their penchant to be users, and then suddenly Mr. Survivor has a sufficient supply of cocaine to satisfy your guests desire.  A quick trip home leads to more shopping, this time for men for a party.  Once you have selected out your guests, you add another less attractive guest so you will not feel out of place with all the pretty people.  Problem is, your "normal" friend is a closeted party freak and gets all into the well of cocaine and associated alcohol and of course the pretty boys.  The house starts to get a bit rambunctious.  That comes as a surprise to you despite inviting a large number of men you do not know to your home at 11:45 PM to have a party.  Your boorish friend/fb and your initial guest make the party a fiasco and people start to leave.  One can only wonder what they had to do bad enough to frighten off people who had come out to party at a stranger's house and who had arrived and what sounds to be an opulent house filled with hot men and drugs.  Even though your party is quickly failing, you, ever the good host, wish the guests well as they leave, presumably with a nice parting gift, or perhaps not.  You then lock yourself in your bedroom breathing heavily as the remnants of the party slowly crumble until there is one, guest left, drunk drugged out and in a new set of clothing, who decides he wants to cuddle.  Petulantly, you refuse and he begs.  That I would guess is when you really start to get off on all of this.  He heads to the guest bedroom and stays there.  Surprisingly, you stay in your room rather than forgivingly cuddling him through his drug and alcohol fueled night sweats, and in the morning, you are surprised the hung over guest is sleeping late and confused about the events of the night before.  Fortunately you are saved by an unexpected call from yet another acquaintance. 

Your question is then, how much did the first guest deserve to be paid for all of this.   

In a later post, you confess to realizing that you could have stopped this at any point but choose not to do so because, hey he looks so cute in those new clothes and you want him to like you as much as the Academy likes Sally Field.  That would be "Really like,...  Really really like".  

What strikes me as the most interesting touches to all this are the responses to your post.  One response from someone who can only see potential in this man, suggests you mentor this young man.  I am not sure what you would be mentoring him about but the preposterousness of that suggestion is surpassed by your response which states that you have no need to mentor this young man as you already have two other young men you are paying a total of $300000 a year to work on investments and real estate development.  Perhaps these gentlemen are a wise investment but the way you phrased it, it left me wondering.  

In conclusion, you give him $300 and thank him for playing your game.  He gets to keep the wardrobe and presumably the cocaine hook up with the realty star.  After all this, frankly, to me you come off as foolish, insecure and surprisingly cheap.  I would agree with you, it was not your finest moment.  Learn something from this and be better.  It seems you have the skills to make an opulent life, use them to make it one in which you are not lying face down on a bed wearing a poodle skirt and alternately beating your legs into the mattress like Gidget..  

 

Yes, this is a community. 

[+ purplekow]

13 minutes ago, Xavitv said:

Yes, this is a community. 

Well either that was a compliment, and I thank you.  Or it was a slap in which case I would suggest this is more a dysfunctional family and if we don't call people out on their stuff, who will?

[Luv2play]

I agree that this so-called disaster by the op was a self inflicted one. While it ended with no real harm from what I gather, one day such a misadventure may end more badly.

[Xavitv]

1 hour ago, purplekow said:

Well either that was a compliment, and I thank you.  Or it was a slap in which case I would suggest this is more a dysfunctional family and if we don't call people out on their stuff, who will?

It wasn’t a compliment. I also don’t think giving a sarcastic retelling of the events helps Coolwave in any sense. I also don’t know if it helps calling him foolish, insecure or cheap. Then again I guess posting the whole experience leave you vulnerable to criticism. 

[+ Coolwave35]

3 hours ago, purplekow said:

Frankly, I think my fellow forum members have been extremely delicate with you.  You agreed to meet a guy with whom you have had previous issues.  You buy him clothes because you think he is handsome.  You believe that some new duds are just what he needs to make this a perfect evening for you.  He spins and twirls in his new clothes and you break out the credit card.   Now dressed appropriately to go to a "dive bar", you are surprised that he selects out the only black TV reality celebrity there to hook him up with cocaine.  The reality star, then warns you against guys like this and their penchant to be users, and then suddenly Mr. Survivor has a sufficient supply of cocaine to satisfy your guests desire.  A quick trip home leads to more shopping, this time for men for a party.  Once you have selected out your guests, you add another less attractive guest so you will not feel out of place with all the pretty people.  Problem is, your "normal" friend is a closeted party freak and gets all into the well of cocaine and associated alcohol and of course the pretty boys.  The house starts to get a bit rambunctious.  That comes as a surprise to you despite inviting a large number of men you do not know to your home at 11:45 PM to have a party.  Your boorish friend/fb and your initial guest make the party a fiasco and people start to leave.  One can only wonder what they had to do bad enough to frighten off people who had come out to party at a stranger's house and who had arrived and what sounds to be an opulent house filled with hot men and drugs.  Even though your party is quickly failing, you, ever the good host, wish the guests well as they leave, presumably with a nice parting gift, or perhaps not.  You then lock yourself in your bedroom breathing heavily as the remnants of the party slowly crumble until there is one, guest left, drunk drugged out and in a new set of clothing, who decides he wants to cuddle.  Petulantly, you refuse and he begs.  That I would guess is when you really start to get off on all of this.  He heads to the guest bedroom and stays there.  Surprisingly, you stay in your room rather than forgivingly cuddling him through his drug and alcohol fueled night sweats, and in the morning, you are surprised the hung over guest is sleeping late and confused about the events of the night before.  Fortunately you are saved by an unexpected call from yet another acquaintance. 

Your question is then, how much did the first guest deserve to be paid for all of this.   

In a later post, you confess to realizing that you could have stopped this at any point but choose not to do so because, hey he looks so cute in those new clothes and you want him to like you as much as the Academy likes Sally Field.  That would be "Really like,...  Really really like".  

What strikes me as the most interesting touches to all this are the responses to your post.  One response from someone who can only see potential in this man, suggests you mentor this young man.  I am not sure what you would be mentoring him about but the preposterousness of that suggestion is surpassed by your response which states that you have no need to mentor this young man as you already have two other young men you are paying a total of $300000 a year to work on investments and real estate development.  Perhaps these gentlemen are a wise investment but the way you phrased it, it left me wondering.  

In conclusion, you give him $300 and thank him for playing your game.  He gets to keep the wardrobe and presumably the cocaine hook up with the realty star.  After all this, frankly, to me you come off as foolish, insecure and surprisingly cheap.  I would agree with you, it was not your finest moment.  Learn something from this and be better.  It seems you have the skills to make an opulent life, use them to make it one in which you are not lying face down on a bed wearing a poodle skirt and alternately beating your legs into the mattress like Gidget..  

 

Yes. This is a near perfect retelling of exactly what happened. I’m glad I communicated it well enough for you to parrot it back efficiently enough to also share some wisdom and advice. 

The only part you missed the mark on was when I was in my room, he didn’t beg, he asked twice. I also had no intention of being intimate with him or sweating alongside him in that stage. Lastly, none of it got me off. I was sad for him. 
 

Also, he didn’t twirl in the new clothes. It was a sexy black v neck t shirt and dark pants, hardly model worthy. The original plan was to go to the gay owned nice restaurant by us but they closed at 10pm leaving only the dive bar as an option. 

Edited July 27, 2023 by Coolwave35

[+ nycman]

I just want to say I love @purplekow for bitch slapping the fuck out of @Coolwave35

and I love @Coolwave35 even more, for taking it like a man. 

You guys rock. Tough love…is still love. 

[+ Coolwave35]

9 minutes ago, nycman said:

I just want to say I love @purplekow for bitch slapping the fuck out of @Coolwave35

and I love @Coolwave35 even more, for taking it like a man. 

You guys rock. Tough love…is still love. 

Right?  You put yourself out there you take what comes your way. Selena got shot by the president of her fan club. You’re either loved, tolerated or hated. I can take it all. 

[+ Coolwave35]

4 hours ago, BenjaminNicholas said:

This was a spot-on, blunt observation...  Often my favorite kind.

However, I was really hoping the original story would turn out like a sluttier version of My Fair Lady, where Eliza not only learns to speak properly and converse about the weather, but to also be fully versatile in a gang-bang situation.

 

Do you have a recommended movie viewing list that would make it easier to follow your references?  I’m missing out on all of the amusing snipes.  

[mike carey]

6 hours ago, Coolwave35 said:

Do you have a recommended movie viewing list that would make it easier to follow your references?  I’m missing out on all of the amusing snipes.  

Oh dear, further proof that I am old (or maybe that I live in an Anglophone Commonwealth country). [The George Bernard Shaw play] Pygmalion was one of my high school English texts and I'd seen the film of the musical My Fair Lady when it came out (when I wasn't old).

[Jamie21]

16 minutes ago, mike carey said:

Oh dear, further proof that I am old (or maybe that I live in an Anglophone Commonwealth country). [The George Bernard Shaw play] Pygmalion was one of my high school English texts and I'd seen the film of the musical My Fair Lady when it came out (when I wasn't old).

And that you are erudite. All we need now is a classics reference to @Coolwave35’s story. 

[wsc]

13 hours ago, Coolwave35 said:

Do you have a recommended movie viewing list that would make it easier to follow your references?  I’m missing out on all of the amusing snipes.  

It had never occurred to me that any adult in an industrialized Western nation would not know about My Fair Lady.  I am, however, apparently mistaken.

But if I weren't, wouldn't it be loverly?

[CuriousByNature]

27 minutes ago, wsc said:

It had never occurred to me that any adult in an industrialized Western nation would not know about My Fair Lady.  I am, however, apparently mistaken.

But if I weren't, wouldn't it be loverly?

I was born long after the movie came out, and never read the play or saw the show... but when I traveled to Spain I knew that I should avoid the plain because of the rain.

[NJF]

9 hours ago, mike carey said:

Oh dear, further proof that I am old (or maybe that I live in an Anglophone Commonwealth country). [The George Bernard Shaw play] Pygmalion was one of my high school English texts and I'd seen the film of the musical My Fair Lady when it came out (when I wasn't old).

I must be an old soul because My Fair Lady is my favorite musical 🙂

[TorontoDrew]

9 hours ago, mike carey said:

Oh dear, further proof that I am old (or maybe that I live in an Anglophone Commonwealth country). [The George Bernard Shaw play] Pygmalion was one of my high school English texts and I'd seen the film of the musical My Fair Lady when it came out (when I wasn't old).

Me too

[mike carey]

1 hour ago, NJF said:

I must be an old soul because My Fair Lady is my favorite musical 🙂

I missed the opportunity (which I'll take now) to comment that this was an instance of a gay man being unfamiliar with a Broadway/West End musical.

[+ ThroatCummer]

Holy shit. @purplekow took control of this thread, put the original poster in his place, and threw me in a corner and shut me the fuck down. 

I'm so impressed by everything, @purplekow is now my new best friend and I want to hire him... for something. Anything. 

Well done man! You made my Friday here. You shut me down and I am smiling about it while typing these words into the computer. 

Amazing. 🤩

Edited July 28, 2023 by ThroatCummer

[+ ThroatCummer]

PS. I am 46 and gay. Never seen My Fair Lady. Never saw a Broadway show in real live until two years ago and I was hooked. Book of Mormon in NYC and was like, oh shit this is what I have been missing all my life!

I had tickets with my boyfriend and another escort to see Back to the Future on Broadway this past weekend but a delayed flight fucked that all up and I never saw it. There's so many shows/musicals/plays (I don't know the difference) that I want to see now I have heard about all my life. Adding this to the list. 

[KeepItReal]

24 minutes ago, ThroatCummer said:

PS. I am 46 and gay. Never seen My Fair Lady. Never saw a Broadway show in real live until two years ago and I was hooked. Book of Mormon in NYC and was like, oh shit this is what I have been missing all my life!

I had tickets with my boyfriend and another escort to see Back to the Future on Broadway this past weekend but a delayed flight fucked that all up and I never saw it. There's so many shows/musicals/plays (I don't know the difference) that I want to see now I have heard about all my life. Adding this to the list. 

We are initiating proceedings against you to revoke your gay card! 😋

[Luv2play]

On 7/27/2023 at 6:41 AM, Jamie21 said:

And that you are erudite. All we need now is a classics reference to @Coolwave35’s story. 

The Lady and the Tramp?

[+ tassojunior]

"Who hurt ya bro?"

I did. I make dumb decisions. 

[marylander1940]

On 7/26/2023 at 6:17 PM, purplekow said:

Frankly, I think my fellow forum members have been extremely delicate with you.  You agreed to meet a guy with whom you have had previous issues.  You buy him clothes because you think he is handsome.  You believe that some new duds are just what he needs to make this a perfect evening for you.  He spins and twirls in his new clothes and you break out the credit card.   Now dressed appropriately to go to a "dive bar", you are surprised that he selects out the only black TV reality celebrity there to hook him up with cocaine.  The reality star, then warns you against guys like this and their penchant to be users, and then suddenly Mr. Survivor has a sufficient supply of cocaine to satisfy your guests desire.  A quick trip home leads to more shopping, this time for men for a party.  Once you have selected out your guests, you add another less attractive guest so you will not feel out of place with all the pretty people.  Problem is, your "normal" friend is a closeted party freak and gets all into the well of cocaine and associated alcohol and of course the pretty boys.  The house starts to get a bit rambunctious.  That comes as a surprise to you despite inviting a large number of men you do not know to your home at 11:45 PM to have a party.  Your boorish friend/fb and your initial guest make the party a fiasco and people start to leave.  One can only wonder what they had to do bad enough to frighten off people who had come out to party at a stranger's house and who had arrived and what sounds to be an opulent house filled with hot men and drugs.  Even though your party is quickly failing, you, ever the good host, wish the guests well as they leave, presumably with a nice parting gift, or perhaps not.  You then lock yourself in your bedroom breathing heavily as the remnants of the party slowly crumble until there is one, guest left, drunk drugged out and in a new set of clothing, who decides he wants to cuddle.  Petulantly, you refuse and he begs.  That I would guess is when you really start to get off on all of this.  He heads to the guest bedroom and stays there.  Surprisingly, you stay in your room rather than forgivingly cuddling him through his drug and alcohol fueled night sweats, and in the morning, you are surprised the hung over guest is sleeping late and confused about the events of the night before.  Fortunately you are saved by an unexpected call from yet another acquaintance. 

Your question is then, how much did the first guest deserve to be paid for all of this.   

In a later post, you confess to realizing that you could have stopped this at any point but choose not to do so because, hey he looks so cute in those new clothes and you want him to like you as much as the Academy likes Sally Field.  That would be "Really like,...  Really really like".  

What strikes me as the most interesting touches to all this are the responses to your post.  One response from someone who can only see potential in this man, suggests you mentor this young man.  I am not sure what you would be mentoring him about but the preposterousness of that suggestion is surpassed by your response which states that you have no need to mentor this young man as you already have two other young men you are paying a total of $300000 a year to work on investments and real estate development.  Perhaps these gentlemen are a wise investment but the way you phrased it, it left me wondering.  

In conclusion, you give him $300 and thank him for playing your game.  He gets to keep the wardrobe and presumably the cocaine hook up with the realty star.  After all this, frankly, to me you come off as foolish, insecure and surprisingly cheap.  I would agree with you, it was not your finest moment.  Learn something from this and be better.  It seems you have the skills to make an opulent life, use them to make it one in which you are not lying face down on a bed wearing a poodle skirt and alternately beating your legs into the mattress like Gidget..